Welp this is it! This wraps up all of the big things. I hope you guys have enjoyed this lovely short story! Thanks again to Lazy Chipmunk for being so patient and understanding as I went through a lot to get this story done.

So now I do have another Danny Phantom request to work on, and I also hope that if you read my fic "Aftermath" you're waiting for the redo (which I think is going to help the story like 1000x). Please read them when they come out! (Or you can read "Aftermath" now... I mean, I'm not picky. -snorts-)

Anyway. Thanks for the support everyone! Enjoy the last chapter! THANK YOUU!

Disclaimer: My last name is not Hartman.

-Ash

Chapter 5

Danny sat on the stool next to Sam's bed as he watched her carefully while she slept. Her body lay peacefully as she healed from the intrusion of ghost energy. They were supposed to be married in the next few days, so he hoped she would wake up for their own wedding. Knowing the haste the Observants were putting on everything he worried they might roll Sam down the aisle unconscious or something.

Tucker placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder. "She's going to be fine, Danny. You just gotta be pacient. Everything is going to turn out alright, I promise."

Danny gave a small smile. "Thanks, Tuck. I guess I'm just freaking out because of everything happening right now."

"Hey, man, that's completely understandable. You have every right to be worried. You have a lot of responsibilities that are happening all around the same time."

Danny gave a nod as he gazed back at the girl before him. "Do you think she'll change?"

Tucker scoffed. "Sam is stronger than that, Danny. She won't let anything change who she is. Hell, she wouldn't let her parents change who she is so I doubt she'll let a little ghost energy take her down."

The ghost boy let out a laugh at that. "Yeah, you're right."

He patted his friend on the back. "Just stay positive. I'm going to head out and get some food. You want anything?"

"Not right now, thanks though."

Tucker gave a nod and one last reassuring smile before leaving the room. Danny turned his attention back to his fiancé with a sigh.

He held her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before lying his head down on the bed. The ghost boy let out an exasperated sigh. He buried his face into the blanket next to her. "C'mon Sam, we're supposed to get married. Don't you want to be awake for that? Our parents have already been to the venue, and our moms are having a tremendous time trying to organize the decorations together. My mom is going to go insane with yours."

Sam shifted slightly and the action encouraged Danny to continue his actions. "I can't wait to hear your beautiful voice again," he murmured as he ran a gentle hand through her hair. "I miss you."

The raven haired girl suddenly flickered her eyes open, much to Danny's delighted surprise. "Sam!"

"Hmm…?" her groaned as her head lolled to face him.

He bounced excitedly and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "I'm so glad you're up. Now we can finish getting ready for the wedding and-"

"Stooop," she moaned as she brought a hand up to wipe her eyes. "I can't listen to you when you talk that fast. I feel like death."

"Well…"

"No comments."

"Yes ma'am."

Sam eyed him carefully as he pouted at her. She rolled her eyes. "So how long have you been crying over my body?"

"Since you went to sleep."

"Have you been getting literally nothing done?" she growled.

"Wow, someone is a grumpy puss."

She quirked a brow at him. "You didn't answer my question."

"I'd rather not. Our moms have been in charge."

"Oh God."

Danny rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Yeahhh…"

"Please tell me that the colors weren't changed," she pleaded.

He shook his head. "No, they respect your wishes. Thank goodness. So nothing has changed, and according to Jazz everything looks great. The other disaster is them arguing from time to time, but other than that everything is fine."

Sam let out a sigh of relief. "Well at least it's not a total disaster."

Danny squeezed her hand. "It won't be."

When she went to return the squeeze with one of her own her fingers instead floated through his hand before his own hand turned intangible along with hers. Her eyes widened, and she blinked at him. He stared at her before snorting at her reaction.

She cocked a brow. "This is going to take some getting used to, isn't it?"

"What? You turning intangible and going through objects? Yeah. That's something to get used to."

She said she "didn't do white" and that "white wasn't her color." Well she basically lied to him because that was certainly a sparkling white dress she was wearing as she walked down the aisle attached to her father's arm. The train of the long, poofy dress dragged behind her and she glanced up at him behind the veil. He gulped.

Her father released her arm when she arrived in front of Danny. He gracefully took her arm and turned her to face the minister before them. He smirked as he got a closer look at the veil that had the white print of spider webs. Ah, there was the Sam touch.

"I thought white wasn't your color," he murmured to her as she took her place.

"It's not, but it is your color. You're wearing black. That's my color. So I might as well return the favor."

He smiled at her and tightened his grip on her hand. He could barely listen to the words being stated as he was blinded by her beauty. Danny kept glancing at her, and she felt his peering eyes. Sam kept her forward gaze, but it didn't stop the smile that touched her lips.

"Now I believe that the couple has written their own vows?"

The pair nodded and Sam turned to face him as he fumbled to get his paper out of his tux pocket. She couldn't help but snort a laugh at him. He cocked a brow at her as he finally found the little slither of paper. The minister glanced at the raven haired girl. "Would you like to speak first?"

Sam gave a nod as she tightened her grip on Danny's hands. "We've been through a lot together. Through your ghost powers, fighting villains, and it takes its toll on teenagers when you're trying to save the world. There were so many times when I thought I had lost you. That's a lot of responsibility for a fourteen year old to bear. We made it through together. That's what I want to continue to do. I promise to love you and be there for you through everything we're about to do. Whether we're in the Ghost Zone or here on Earth I promise I will be by your side. There's nothing I would ever change. The ride we've been on together is one I plan to be on for the rest of my life as long as you're there."

Danny let out a sniffle as he sucked in all of his emotions. She gazed at him, and he felt her eyes piercing his soul. He sighed through his nose and began speaking. "Sam, you are my entire world. You are my everything. My other half. I don't know if I could have made it here without you. I know that I wouldn't be Danny Phantom without you. I know that we might not even be here right not if it weren't for you. You've stuck with me through all of this, including the times that I was an absolute jerk. You've been with me through thick and thin, and there's no one else I could imagine being here with me. I wouldn't change anything for the world. You are my world. I promise to be with you for all of eternity. I promise to pay you back for all that you've done for me. I will protect you, care for you, and love you for the rest of my life, or afterlife—whatever it is. I want you to be there. I promise to always be there because I can't live without you," he tried to control his emotions, but he couldn't help the occasional crack of his voice.

Sam couldn't help the fact that tears had weld up in her eyes from his statements. He squeezed her hands as the minister began speaking once more. They peered into each other's eyes until the last words to say were "I do."

"You may now kiss the bride."

Danny grabbed her by the cheeks and pulled her in to press his lips to hers. He grinned into the kiss as he could hardly contain his excitement. Suddenly he pulled away from her before two blue rings appeared around his waist and enveloped his body. Danny Phantom stood before her, and he scooped her up in his arms before flying her back down the aisle as the audience cheered.

The room was full of black and purple just as Sam had wanted. She grinned when she saw the arrangement before her. The lilac flowers bordered the black table cloths. Shimmering purple plates and cups were placed perfectly on every table. The stage was aligned with the lilacs as well. The new bride felt giddy at the display and bounced happily on her toes. She shook Danny's arms excitedly. "Do you see this," she squawked.

Danny chuckled at her behavior. "Yup, I can see it."

"Oh, it's so beautiful. It's like everything I've imagined!"

He grinned at her. "I'm glad you think so."

"I'm so happy," she squealed.

Danny and Sam sat down together and graciously took their wedding presents. They sat the presents down on a bench behind all of the action. After conversing with almost everyone and thanking all of the guests personally, it was time to cut the cake. Neither of the pair had seen the cake until now. They wanted the design to be a surprise. So when the baker whirled the cake around the face the pair the two couldn't believe their eyes.

The three tiered cake was covered in black fondant and purple icing flowers were strewn around each tier. What caught Danny's attention immediately though was the DP symbol plastered on the front of the cake.

He snorted and buried his face in his hands. "That's embarrassing."

Sam elbowed him lightly. "No, it's not. A hero always deserves recognition."

"Yeah, according to you. The cake is beautiful though," he added since the baker was standing right in front of him.

The baker handed the pair a knife. They took each other's hands and helped slice down on the cake. Cameras flashed as the piece was removed from the rest of the cake. Sam stuck her finger in one of the icing flowers, and booped it onto her new husband's nose. He stared at her in disbelief as the crowd giggled at the pair. He scraped some icing off of the cake before smearing it onto her cheek. She burst with laughter as did the rest of the group when they saw more of the display.

Danny and Sam flinched at the unexpected sound of a glass being tapped as it rang throughout the room. They're heads spun to see Tucker standing on the stage with a grin.

The ghost boy gave a grin. "This better be good, Tuck!"

He held up a hand in defense. "I'll do you justice," he replied with a chuckle. Tucker cleared his throat before he began his speech. "I've known Danny Fenton a very long time. We've been friends since first grade, and then we met Sam in the second grade and we've all been inseparable ever since. The three of us have been through a lot together. Like things that normal best friends should not have to go through, but when your best friend has ghost powers then there's just some things you can't avoid like frequent visits from the Box Ghost, running from Skulker, and even saving the planet on occasion. We have been together through so much, and I'd like to add that I am slightly offended by your vows because—I was there too, ya know," Tucker said with sarcasm oozing from his voice.

The audience got a chuckle from his comments as he continued. "I'm glad that you guys finally figured out how much you love each other. It was hard knowing that your friends had crushes on each other, and that they were literally blind to it. It's nice to finally be an official third wheel. I wish eternal happiness to my best friends," he held up his glass, "to the bride and groom."

The wedding guests all raised their glasses, and a few whooped and hollered in agreement. Danny gazed at his best friend and grinned. Tucker's eyes met his with his lips curling up to return the gesture. He knew that Tucker would be there no matter what he and Sam had to go through.

Jazz sat at the kitchen table with the newly-weds as they ate the special "day-after-wedding" dinner she had promised them. She wanted to give them something to commemorate their important day since their honeymoon had to wait because of Danny's coronation.

The pair scooped up helpings of the spaghetti from the pot and plopped them onto their plates.

"So, how are things going to go from now on?" Jazz asked as she made her own plate.

Danny gave a shrug. "Well, Sam has to learn how to use her ghost abilities, I have to figure out my powers too, and then we work together as a council to make decisions on what's best for the Ghost Zone."

"I also get to be an aunt."

Sam gave a giggle at the comment.

Danny nearly choked.

"Quit being so immature, Danny," Jazz scolded. "You're married now. Kids are something you can talk about."

He nodded. "I know but still. It's a frightening concept. I mean, I'm still just eighteen."

"You're eighteen, and you're about to basically rule over the world, but you can't even talk about having babies in the future?"

Sam bobbed her head in agreement as Jazz waited for her little brother's response.

Danny chewed his lip. "Ruling the Ghost Zone seems easier than taking care of my own tiny human."

"Our tiny human," Sam corrected.

"Yeah, our tiny human that actually won't be human because I'm setting them up for a life that'll be stuck in the Ghost Zone most of the time. And they'll have to learn how to use their powers from a young age. They won't get to enjoy human things. Will they even go to school?"

Sam and Jazz glanced at each other awkwardly as the ghost before them continued to rant.

"Will they hate me because this is the life I've set out for them? Will they like being part ghost? Will they hate it? I hated sometimes—er will they crawl or fly first. Oh, my God. Flying babies. Flying. Freaking. Babies. I'm going to suck at this. I'm absolutely going to suck at this," Danny went to catch his breath when he saw the two young women staring at him. He blinked in surprise before ruffling the back of his hair. "Um."

"You're terrified," Jazz realized.

He nodded. "Ever since the Observants told me that my kids would have to have ghost powers I've never stopped thinking about it. I just—don't want them to be disappointed about their lives."

Sam crossed her arms irritably. "Oh, so we're having more than one?"

"I assumed so?"

"Something wrong with being an only child?"

"No? Are we playing the question game?"

She groaned in response.

Jazz spoke up between the two. "Um, Danny, what needs to be acknowledged here is your fear of having children. Look, we don't know exactly what's going to happen with your children yet, so you need to calm down. They won't hate you. You're going to be a great dad, Danny. You're so protective, caring, and sensitive. You can think on your feet too. You're going to make mistakes, but you'll learn from them and in turn your children learn from you. You've experienced everything that they've gone through, so it'll be beneficial in the end, you know?"

Danny nodded in understanding. "Yeah, I get it."

"And hey, you guys can live in the Ghost Zone most of the time when needed then have a normal house here in Amity Park so that they can go to school. Just because you're ruling another world doesn't mean their education has to suffer. Also if they ever have to miss because of some ghost stuff, I can always help with tutoring or home-schooling," she said with a bit of pride at the end.

"Thanks Jazz. I'm glad to have a sister that's so supportive."

"Hey!"

All three of them whipped their head around to face the voice they had just heard from the doorway. There stood Danielle. She crossed her arms in a huff.

"What about me?"

Sam glanced at Danny. "Is bat-hearing a ghost power I'm going to get?"

The day had finally come when it was Danny's turn to walk down the aisle. The aisle of the Ghost King's castle where he'd become ruler that is. A crowd of ghosts surrounded the long, red carpet. Danny stood at the end of the material and gazed down to see the thrown at the end. He sucked in a breath before sighing through his nose. He straightened his posture as one of the Observants floated over to him while beckoning him to hold out his hand. The young man did as he was told and the Ring of Rage was placed on his finger.

He felt the power consume his hand as he began to walk down the carpet as instructed.

"Do you, Danny Phantom, promise to protect the Ghost Zone in times of need? Will you make decisions based upon the best interest of the Ghost Zone? Should you act as though the Ghost Zone is your homeland?" The young man slowly meandered down the carpet as the sentences were said. "Will you fight for it as if it was the place of your birth? Do you promise to protect both worlds and keep balance in the natural order of the universe?"

Danny turned and faced the crowd as he reached the throne. He immediately saw the faces of his loved ones staring back at him from the corner of the group of gathered ghosts. The ghost boy smiled gently before turning his eyes forward in the audience. "I solemnly swear to do so," he stated.

When the Crown of Fire was placed on his head he then sat down on the throne. He felt his body be engulfed with energy. His eyes turned white and glowed brightly he absorbed his full powers. A beam of light rocketed upward into the depth of the Ghost Zone. All at once everything was over, and Danny felt so much power radiating from his being. He blinked rapidly to gather his wits as his eyes immediately found Sam who simply smiled at him. He allowed his eyes to wander as the Observant began his final speech. His gaze shifted to Clockwork who met his stare with a knowing look.

"Danny Phantom, I know declare you: King of the Ghost Zone."

With that the crowd erupted.

"I take it you know why I'm here," Danny said as he approached Clockwork's lair.

"Of course I do," was his reply.

The new king stared at his mentor. "So, you knew Pariah, huh?"

Clockwork gave a nod as his form shifted to a child. "Yes, I did. We had a similar relationship that you and I have now. He would come to me when he needed help trying to control his new powers, and when the Observants didn't elaborate on something. The difference was that I knew Pariah wasn't going to be the king that the Ghost Zone needed."

"You knew that I would come along…"

He gave a nod. "Correct. I told Pariah what would happen. I told him of the terrible things that would occur, including his demise. I informed that I saw a young, new ghost replacing him and that he shouldn't take his place as king. He wouldn't be able to exist, and I tried to let him know. You aren't the only one I've tried to change the fabric of time for. It happened to work for you, but for Pariah it didn't."

"He thought you were jealous. He thought you wanted his power. The crown gave me all of the memories, so I can feel what he felt."

"Just don't let Pariah's evil consume you. I believe you have enough power in your heart to-"

"Clockwork." The elder ghost looked at him seemingly surprised that he interrupted him. Danny crossed his arms with a huff. "We both know that's not going to happen. So just cut the crap, and tell me if my kids are going to hate me or not."

Clockwork let out a chuckle. "No, they're not going to hate you."

The entire family sat in the living room together as they anxiously awaited the results. Danny was curled up in a ball with his knees to his chest. He chomped on his fingernails nervously as he glanced around the room.

Sam and Jazz strutted around the corner from the bathroom. Jazz was chewing her lip either in disappointment or excitement. Unfortunately, Danny couldn't tell which.

His wife let out a sigh. "Well, it's a plus sign. So yeah."

He blinked in confusion while his parents started bouncing excitedly. He tilted his head. "Plus sign? So like, it's positive?"

Sam scoffed. "Yes, clueless, it's positive."

Danny didn't hide his yell when sprung off the couch. He scooped Sam into his arms with giddiness. "I can't believe it! We're going to be parents. Together. The same kid."

"Well yeah, I hope I'm not having someone else's kid."

"Me neither."

She snorted.

Jazz and Tucker swarmed the two and grabbed them in a group hug. "Congrats, guys! I'm going to be an uncle!" Tucker cried with glee. They unwound themselves from the embrace before Jazz plopped her hands down onto Sam's shoulders.

"I'm so excited! What're you thinking name wise?"

"Well I just have a feeling that it's a boy. And I think the name Kyle has always stuck out to me," she chimed.

Danny turned to hug her from behind with a grin. "Kyle it is then. Kyle Fenton."